Neverwinter Forest stinky pinky and sheldon

Familiar scent. She nodded her head and smiled, I know Vall-ky-rie. We hunt together. Ying picked up the bird and walked carefully toward him, dropping it just over the border's edge. He was an impressive male with an uncomfortably foreign coat, though her reservations were slight. 

How would she go about introductions? Ying didn't want to give him any identifying information, but knew that keeping herself discreet would be difficult with a friend already living here. She shrugged. I am Ying, she told him. Nodding toward the island, she added, I am from the coast. Kyr is nice, but I think I have to see a leader maybe. It felt like the right thing to do, anyway.